Michael Moore, on his podcast Rumble (HIGHLY recommended) talked about the need for peaceful bodies in the streets, which once more made me swell with pride at my early start, when my mother, then a student at Portland State, took me to a Campaign for Nuclear Disarmament demonstration in downtown Portland. Probably in the summer of 1958 (I was 7 years old) during the visit of anti-war activist/scientist Linus Pauling. What I wouldn’t give for a picture…
I marched a few times against Vietnam―admittedly, usually as a student reporter.
And of course, I was out in Walnut Creek wearing my pussy hat on the day Trump was inaugurated.
My support for Black Lives Matter was moral and journalistic.
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